When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

I volunteered I know that

And I volunteer once agin

And our relationship

Is so much more

That I hold them all up

To our mutual


But my lesson was I can’t

Because they are not you

And they are not me

Never will be

That I try to life them up

To being themselves

But they want war

And that I’m good at too

So forgive me father

For the rivers of blood

That would have happened

If I wasn’t born

I ask for forgiveness

In things that would happen

If I wasn’t here

And only me and you know that

But still

They kill me..

Even tho they breathe

I’m the enemy

And Max is gone

What’s next God

What’s next?

Now that they’ve won?

What happens when we lose

And they win?


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